Equal parts serendipity and determination recently brought me the enviable gift of two weeks in Greece. I have wanted to visit the birthplace of western democracy, philosophy, and theatre for decades; I also desperately needed a vacation—a change of ...

Part 2 of the Limiting Belief Dirty Laundry Series

For the majority of my life I have believed that I am inherently flawed in two vital ways—I am not an “athlete” and I am not a “morning person.” More specifically, I very much dislike exercise, a...

By guest author Renée Cramer

Play with me for a moment, please:

Imagine that you’re standing on a bosu ball, on one leg, while juggling flaming batons.

Imagine that you are an elephant expected to sit precariously on the tiniest of stools, while m...

Like most human beings, the mere thought of failing, especially publicly, at something I care about makes my muscles tense up and my TMJ spring into action.  Bracing for physical or emotional threat is a survival instinct, after all.  And yet, I am c...